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Dear World,

It’s important to remember that, when everything has gone horribly wrong, and your night has gone to shit, and all the communication about all the things has failed, and you are frustrated in every goal you may have had—

It’s totally fucking okay to stay up until the wee hours of morning eating ice cream, drinking whiskey, watching tv, and fervently hoping that, after you do finally fall asleep, everything will be better, fixable, or possibly nonexistent when you wake up again.

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The worst is being trapped between just accepting that things are broken beyond repair, in which case you could at least accept it and move on; and wondering whether maybe things are reparable with patience and care. Simultaneous obsession and futility… woo!